Dagmar was sipping her coffee while walking and the timing was just perfect because when we were close to my van I could see she started to walk a bit...wobbly. I opened the side door to my van and just grabbed her and pulled her in. She did not protest or struggle, so apparently the d**gs was working as intended. I closed the door and we were alone in the dimmed light in the van. I didn’t want to leave any obvious signs, so wanted to get her out of her clothes without damaging it – she looked. . So you are enjoying han.. Then enjoy more she just inserted her 2 fingers in my ass hole.. It was dry and it hurted I just let out a moan but she didn’t stop there she just inserted her 3 fingers and started to do very fast inside out and took my cock and started milking it.. I was feeling immense pleasure but I wanted to cum but was not able to cum as she tied my balls after a while she came in front of me spitted in my face and licked my face and told me you are a good slave you will now. Mel couldn’t decide whether that was a good thing or not, so he just turned off the light and crawled back to the bed, wishing for a large bottle of aspirin and some water.The morning was no better. If anything, everything was much worse. His headache remained, the light from the window blinding, his stomach was doing flips, and every other sentence coming from Tracy included the phrase “fucking drunk” or “fucking wasted.” And not in a good fun way, and always about him and his state of being.. I felt him slid my shorts down to my knees. They fell the rest of the way down. I stepped out of the and spread my legs apart. He stuffed fingers up inside me. I jumped and helped. I heard his belt unbuckle, him unzipping his pants. I felt the heat radiating from his body as his slid his long hard cock up against the crack of my ass. I felt weak. His plunged more fingers up in me. I grunted, it hurt. I cried, he didn't stop. He reached around and played with my tiny prick. I was so scared, I.